Texty: Socratic. Lunch For The Sky. Too Late, Too Soon.

When I fall, I fall far.
I guess that's what I get for standing tall.
When I see. I see clear.
I'm looking but its blurred.
One day the world will turn and try to forget you.
Just remember to have fun.

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I guess that makes it imperfect.
I guess that makes you sad.

It's too late too soon.
You enter the room, and you start to undress.

And after all, as we lye around.
I'll go out just enough.
One day the world will turn and try to point at you.
Did you remember to have fun?

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It's too late too soon.
You enter the room, as you start to undress.
In time you'll see, how small you seem.
Can you fall in love from miles away? Away.

How can you look at me?
How can you lie to me?
How can you look at me?
How can you sit beside me and pray a life's too young?
How can you lie to me?
How can you sit besides me and with a lying tongue?

It's too late too soon.
You enter the room, as you start to undress.
In time you'll see, how small you seem.
Can you fall in love from miles away? Away.

You start, you start to undress..